Last Voyage

She made her last voyage.
Rode the waves across the seas.
Delivered her cargo, then set sail
As proud as always.

Until the dark seas grasped
Her hull and sundered it.
Spilling death into her safe harbor.

Tossing her time and time again
Against jagged rocks without reason.
Until sounding a mournful cry
She sank into the depths.

Her crew lost, as was her captain.

And now decades later, her
Broken rusted bow washes ashore.
Surfacing once more, a fine ship
Tortured by the sea gods.

Even the torn edges of metal
and pervasive rust unable
to disguise her proud lines.

Reviews

[Tate Morgan]

This is my favorite of yours of course i love the sea

[Samuel Dickens]

I cursed every ship I ever served on and couldn't wait to get off of them. That was then and this is now, and I feel completely different. They are ladies deserving of respect and honor. You know I'm a sucker for them sea-farin' poems, Judy.

[Ben Taylor]

This is really really good :)
Nice personification, and an interesting subject.
Well written, Judy :D
I sincerely love this :)